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• Artiste: Admiral Fallow
• Titre: The Way You Were Raised
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The Way You Were Raised 'What was that?' as the stuff that I spout leaves my lips There, a crack from behind from some cat with a death wish And the twitch takes the trail south to my heels to the homeless steel toe capped itch And though hipped up on black juice with red eyes and fists The sight of my future bout rids me of red mist Strength in numbers and width like two bears on a mouse I give a thought to the organ that beats in my mouth And say balls to a hurricane I'll toast to my health Everyday it's the battering of bones It's the saving of face It's the courage to turn your back on the way you were raised I brusied my heels, I BRUISED MY HEELS! And was confused as to how I got here Take your scar, smirk style Vocal rapier and foil And bury it with yourself and your pride Down the nearest uncovered manhole Everyday it's the battering of bones It's the saving of face It's the courage to turn your back on the way you were raised Everyday it's the battering of bones It's the saving of face It's the courage to turn your back on the way you were raised